It feels strange to be reading the book and magazines I had bought a while ago and was saving to read on the plane to Hawaii.
I hate how I can go throughout my day, totally fine, totally happy, no worries and no problems at all, and then suddenly every memory comes slamming back into my mind, all at once. School days, summer vacations, phone calls...little things and big things and things that she probably wouldn't even remember...
and then the spirit whispers that she does remember
and that she loves me....
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